• Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, and DOUGLAS

    HOTSPUR

    Well said, my noble Scot. If speaking truth
    In this fine age were not thought flattery,
    Such attribution should the Douglas have
    As not a soldier of this season’s stamp
    5Should go so general current through the world.
    By God, I cannot flatter. I do defy
    The tongues of soothers. But a braver place
    In my heart’s love hath no man than yourself.
    Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.

    DOUGLAS

    10Thou art the king of honor.
    No man so potent breathes upon the ground
    But I will beard him.

    HOTSPUR

       Do so, and ’tis well.
    Enter a MESSENGER with letters
    What letters hast thou there? (to DOUGLAS) I can but thank you.

    MESSENGER

    These letters come from your father.

    HOTSPUR

    15Letters from him! Why comes he not himself?

    MESSENGER

    He cannot come, my lord. He is grievous sick.
  • HOTSPUR, WORCESTER , and DOUGLAS enter.

    HOTSPUR

    Well said, you excellent Scotsman. If people these days didn’t confuse the truth with flattery, I would praise you highly. No other soldier so newly tested in battle would have gained such a widespread reputation. God knows, I don’t flatter: I hate people who give out praise too easily. But you have a place in my heart that no other man has. Make me prove it; try me.

    DOUGLAS

    You are the most honorable man alive, and if any man challenges that—no matter how powerful—I’ll defy him.

    HOTSPUR

    You do that. Well done.
    A MESSENGER enters with letters.
    What letters have you got there? (to DOUGLAS ) All I can do is thank you.

    MESSENGER

    These letters come from your father.

    HOTSPUR

    Letters from him? Why isn’t he here in person?

    MESSENGER

    He can’t come, my lord; he’s terribly sick.